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"What? Now?" Bailey stood at the open door of her apartment in PJ pants and a tank top. No bra, and hopefully no panties. Her nipples were budded and poking at the material. It took every ounce of reserve not to take her tits in my hands and play with them.
"Yes, now." I smiled and walked into the apartment.
She turned to face me in time for me to pull her firmly against me. I kissed her with a passion I almost had forgotten I had pent up inside of me.
I licked at her perfect lips before kissing the tip of her nose. "Go put on something warm. We're going on a date. I've had a horrible couple of days. No arguing. Get to it, or you won't get a spanking."
She laughed and pulled me down for another series of kisses, speaking between each one. "I. Don't. Like. Spankings."
"Then you haven't had the right man give you one." I gripped her sweet face and kissed her one more time. "Go. Now. I have plans for you later, and you're eating into them."
"Does your plans include you eating into something?" She laughed as I growled low in my chest.
I popped her perfect ass as she walked toward the bedroom. "Can't we just cuddle on the couch and watch a movie."
"Nope. Not right now." I walked into the kitchen and made my way to the fridge. After downing a beer, I walked back into the kitchen to wait for her.
She walked down the hall in a pair of tight jeans, a pretty white sweater, and some knee-high boots. She looked like a fucking model. She was working to get her hair up into a ponytail, but I gave her a look.
"Not a chance. Your hair stays down around me. You know this." I reached out as she flung the rubber band across the room and sighed.
"It's unruly in the wind." Her fingers pressed into my chest as she glanced up at me.
Marry me. I stiffened at the words running through my head in a loop. I'd know her all of my life, and yet I didn't really know her. I trusted her and her family, and Rhys was my closest friend and always would be, but I didn't know her dreams and fears.
That's what today is about.
"You're so beautiful." I reached up and slid my fingers into her hair, massaging her scalp as I studied her features. My cock woke up, and my heart started to beat faster as I stood there with her in my arms.
"You think so?" She gave me a quirky smile. "Where are you taking me that's so damn important?"
"To a really late lunch in the park, then the museum and then ice skating." I leaned down and kissed her softly. "Then we're coming home to my house. I'm going to bath you and take my time memorizing every wicked curve of your body. Then I'm going to teach you how numbers work in the bed, then-"
"Numbers in the bed?" She chuckled. "What are you talking about? It's official. Your dick is talking for you now."
I laughed and gripped her hand. After sliding it down my erection through my jeans, I nipped at her lips. "Sixty-nine tonight, sweet girl. I wanna hear you cry out around my cock when you come for me."
She shivered, and I loved it. The effect I had on her was an aphrodisiac.
"That's so hot," she whispered and slid her fingers into my hair before pulling me down for a probing kiss. I indulged and gripped her tight ass, squeezing as she undulated her hips forward. She was horny, and I wasn't far behind her.
"Date first." I kissed her again and turned to grab her coat. "Put this on. It's fucking freezing out there."
"I'm turned on. I want to stay here." She wrapped her arms around me from behind and squeezed tightly.
"You wet?" I pressed my hand to the door as she groaned lustily.
"Very."
I turned and smiled before walking to the couch and dropped down. "Come here and let me take care of you. Then we'll go."
"Take care of me?" She walked over with a naughty smile on her lips.
"Hell yeah. Turn around and sit on my lap, baby." I reached for her, turning her around and pulling her into my lap.
"Pants on?" She turned her head and glanced up at me.
"Mhmm." I gripped her chin and kissed her softly as I slid my free hand into her pants and panties. The little minx was sloppy wet, her pussy so warm and inviting. I slid my fingers past her clit and pressed the middle one into her tight hole as she moaned and closed her eyes.
It didn't take more than a few minutes of driving my finger deep inside her slit and pressing my palm firmly over her clit to have her writhing on my lap. My cock was thick and hard, but I wanted to wait. Not everything had to be about sex. She needed to know that I wanted so much more than that.
"God, Jeremy. I'm going to-"
"Good," I cut her off and kissed her harder as I picked up my pace. "Come for me."
She screamed and thrashed against me, her ass rubbing over my erection fast and hard.
I closed my eyes as my balls contracted and came with her.
We were both panting as I patted her pussy softly and kissed her lips. "Such a good girl. You're so beautiful when you let yourself go and enjoy your body."
"Only then?" She smiled and kissed me before pulling my hand from her panties and heading to the bathroom. "Let's go. I'm excited to go on our first date."
"Sex before our first date, hmm... either you're a slut, or I am." I stood up and smiled.
"Definitely you," she called from down the hallway with a laugh quick to follow.
I nodded. She was totally right, but it was all good. I had a beautiful woman to be a slut with now. All was well with the world.